11-11-2018, 02:45 AM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; border-width:0; width: 70%; text-align: justify; line-height: 1; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10pt;"] Soft pawsteps would alert Kiipcha to the approaching feline, and as he grew closer the female would allow a nervous yet warm smile to flicker across her features. Her mentor had always preached to her relentlessly about how much first impressions really mattered to some folks, and thus she wanted the make the best one she possibly could, especially if Luca was here.
As Bakugou made his way ever closer Kiipcha would stand up and press forward past the bells, hoping to get into comfortable speaking distance faster. The awkward silence that came with waiting always made her nervous, and as she was already anxious enough to faint she could certainly do without the extra time to stew in her thoughts. As the cream tabby finally spoke she was taken aback by his sudden sharpness and language. It reminded her vaguely of the way her mother spoke, harsh and blunt, ignorant of the delicacy of conversation. She couldn't say it was something she was particularly tolerant of, but she could hold back an angry quip or two for the sake of seeing her brother.
"Pittian?" The canine echoed in a questioning tone, hinting lightly her her ignorance of both the area and it's inhabitants. Perhaps she should have tried to educate herself a little before approaching this group so out of the blue, especially if she came off as what she assumed was a rival. "Oh, um... I'm Kiipcha and I'm here looking for my brother, if he's around." She responded rather vaguely, pausing for a few moments before adding, as if as an afterthought, "Luca. His name's Luca."
As Bakugou made his way ever closer Kiipcha would stand up and press forward past the bells, hoping to get into comfortable speaking distance faster. The awkward silence that came with waiting always made her nervous, and as she was already anxious enough to faint she could certainly do without the extra time to stew in her thoughts. As the cream tabby finally spoke she was taken aback by his sudden sharpness and language. It reminded her vaguely of the way her mother spoke, harsh and blunt, ignorant of the delicacy of conversation. She couldn't say it was something she was particularly tolerant of, but she could hold back an angry quip or two for the sake of seeing her brother.
"Pittian?" The canine echoed in a questioning tone, hinting lightly her her ignorance of both the area and it's inhabitants. Perhaps she should have tried to educate herself a little before approaching this group so out of the blue, especially if she came off as what she assumed was a rival. "Oh, um... I'm Kiipcha and I'm here looking for my brother, if he's around." She responded rather vaguely, pausing for a few moments before adding, as if as an afterthought, "Luca. His name's Luca."
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